What do you got...

Chapter 7

          Sebastian smiled and start playing with his fingers.  My phone started calling. "Hey dear... where are you? " "I am in town, Bon. What happend?" She was laughing. "David and Tico started to worrie. It's middnight. " ,, We are not kids... by the way... tomorrow we will go at a Skid Row gig." "Awesome... how you took tickets? " "Baz..." "Ok then.  We will wait you. " "You don't need to.  Have some rest." "Bye."  I put my phone on the table and put my head over it. "Are you ok? " Richie asked.

             I felt Jon's arms around me.  I rose my head. "I am ok.  Just a little bit tired." "I want to ask you something,  Ivy. " Baz said.  "What? " "Are you sure you are not Axl's sister or something? ! Same color hair, same eyes,  same facial expresion. " Jon looked at me and smiled.  "You look a lot like him." Richie said. "Do you want to meet him?" "Sure..." Baz took his phone and called someone. 

             *next night*

         Baz helped us to go back stage. We were standing in the dressing room before they should enter on stage. Me and Bonnie were sitting on a couch with our eyes on the phones screen. Jon came closer and took our phones.  "No more Facebook! " "I am talking with my mom. " Jon looked in my phone.  "Fine...."

          Somebody knocked on the door. Was a body guard. "Mr. Rose is here. " The redhead  entered the room. He hugged Baz. He turned to Jon and look at him with lovely eyes. Jon with cold. "Buddy, I'm sorry about what happend. " "I need to apologies to you too. " Jon said hugging him. The Bon Jovi guys did the same.

        Then Axl turned to face me. I was hidding my face behind my phone and hair. He laid next to me and took my hair from my face. I turned to him. He had a huge smile on his face. "Hi beauty!" "Hi Axl! I am Ivy. " "Nice to meet you,  darling. " "Hey, Axl... Actually I called you to meet this girl. She looks exactly like you. " Axl looked alover my body and face. He smirked. "Stand up." He said. I got up and he was so close to me. The tip of his shoes were touching mines. ,, Don't rised your head. His lips were in front of my forhead.  "You are not so short." He said wrapping his hands around my waist and hold me closer. He hugged me thight. 

                "How is your dad looking like? " "He was... a redhead like you. He dosen't have curly hair. Eyes like you... You look exactly like him... But with muscels and long hair."

              He looked at me shocked. "Are you seriously? " "Why I should lie?"  He gave me a kiss on the forhead and hugged me harder.